" Oh stay awhile.
sad, sagging flesh
and bones gone brittle.

Stay in place,
aged face, teeth,
don’t go.

Inside and out
the flaccid change
of bodily parts,

mechanics of action,
mind’s collapsing
habits, all

echo here
in mottled skin, blurred eye,
reiterated mumble.

Lift to the vacant air
some sigh, some sign
I’m still inside. "

― Robert Creeley , Windows